Hello! Merry Christmas to all who celebrate and happy Saturday to everyone else! Henry is currently in the kitchen whipping up a holiday dinner so I thought I’d pop in and say hello and post some pictures of us doing the traditional cemetery thang. We actually…didn’t fight??!! Even though Chooch hated his flannel??? And it was raining??? And I only hated every other photo of me??? Tis the season, truly.
I don’t know what that’s supposed to mean.
Anyway, here we are. I love my little family. We get along mostly.
Eating our sweet buns from Pink Box! It’s an Asian bakery right down the street from the cemetery and blessedly open on Christmas. They have really delightful treats there. I had an almond taro bun, Henry had red bean (always) and Chooch’s was pineapple cream. We also got some extra delights for after dinner!
We had to retake one of these because even after FIFTEEN YEARS chooch still managed to have crumbs on his face.
Making Chooch uncomfortable from both sides
Henry was like “why do I have to do the jumping ones with you.” BECAUSE I SAID.
On the way home I randomly mused that the Pittsburgh skyline looked different to me.
“Maybe it’s because of the strange music playing,” Chooch piped up from the backseat.
It was Pink Floyd on the radio lol.